Chapter 2339
Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2339
“What..? This book contains a cultivator technique.
You said you wanted to be a cultivator, didn’t you?” replied Gerald as heughed out loud.
“Huh? This book contains a technique…?” muttered Aiden in slight disbelief as he looked at the
tattered book in his hand. Aiden, for one, had assumed that books that taught such precious
information would be kept in the finest conditions. In other words, theplete opposite of what he
was holding! Had Aiden not been told what the book contained, he would’ve simply assumed that
Gerald used it to pad table legs!
“Do I have to repeat myself?” replied Gerald as he rolled his eyes.
“Well, no… but… really, I thought you were handing me some kind of ancient novel!” eximed Aiden
with a sheepish chuckle before carefully sliding the book into his pocket, not wanting to identally
damage the already tattered book
“Either way, do read it when you can. Feel free to ask me if there’s anything you don’t get,” replied
Gerald as he watched Aiden put the book away.
Though he said that, Gerald honestly didn’t want Aiden bing a cultivator. After all, Aiden already
had it pretty good as an ace special forces agent in Weston. Once the boy set foot into the cultivation
realm, then danger would truly lie everywhere for him. The cultivation realm was nothing like the
secr world.
Even so, Gerald wasn’tpletely against the idea. After all, Aiden seemed serious about learning.
With that in mind, Gerald told himself that he would support Aiden the best he could.
Regardless, after hearing that interaction, Yaacob draped his arm around Aiden’s shoulders before
saying, “You can ask me for help too, you know? Don’t worry, I won’t hold any information back!”
“I barely even know you, though…” muttered Aiden before shrugging.
“Well, you’ll surely get to know more about me in time. Not at the moment, though…” replied Yaacob as
he cleared his throat, his eyes marily ncing in the direction of the hidden viewing box where Mia
was in.
Not wanting to dwell on Yaacob’s identity at the moment, Gerald simply said, “Either way, let’s just
focus on the auction…”
N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
Just as Yaacob had earlier said, all the auction items at the start weren’t anything too special. Sure, the
auctioned herbs were still considerably rare, but there were quite a handful of them on this ind.
Regardless, most of the people who bid for these items were from smaller families like the Grubbs.
Naturally, Lucian didn’t bid for anything else. After all, he was already satisfied with the bargains he had
gotten from the street stalls the other day. What more, he had spent almost all his money, and he
wanted to make sure that he had enough to be able to help Gerald out if the boy wanted any of the
auction items.
Either way, as the auction progressed, the quality of the auction items gradually increased. With that in
mind, the prices that initially began in the hundred thousand shot up to a whopping few million dors.
This was when the more powerful families and forces began making their move. Despite that, Gerald
simply continued watching, his arms still crossed.
Soon enough, a bronze, beast-shaped cauldron was ced on the auction table. ording to the
auctioneer, the cauldron was only made in the past hundred years, so it was rtively new. Even so, its
auction price quickly skyrocketed to fifty million
Dors!
Raising a slight brow as he looked at the cauldron, Aiden was prompted to ask, “Why is that thing
getting so expensive, Uncle Grubb…?”
As the ace special forces agent of Weston, Aiden had participated in several missions that involved
retrieving national treasures. The antiques he usually dealt with were thousands of years old, yet at
most, they would only sell for a hundred million dors. With that in mind, Aiden was curious how such
a new cauldron was selling for such a high price. To Aiden who had previously studied how to price
relic items, the cauldron was probably worth a million dors at most!
Upon hearing Aiden’s question, Lucian simply replied, “Do you know who made the cauldron?”
“Not a clue,” replied Aiden as he shook his head…